[ Maybe the way your boy reacts to all of that will make it even harder for you, because now it is almost like his insides are grasping at that finger you've pushed into him, trying to draw you in. He's also pushing back with a little more urgency, even as the needy whimpers/gasped breaths are getting muffled by the mattress. It is, after all, both too much and not enough all at the same time to have you stretching him out.
The control he has on his own thoughts as slipped completely now, flooding your brain with the near fever hot fantasies that are working your finacee up just as much as your ministrations are. He wants you to fuck him hard, to hold him down/tie him up, to dominate him entirely, to push and push until he's begging for whatever little thing you're willing to give him. It's only in that sort of intensity, at this moment, that he can get taken out of himself, and feel a little less trapped in his skin/his thoughts/this place. ]
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The control he has on his own thoughts as slipped completely now, flooding your brain with the near fever hot fantasies that are working your finacee up just as much as your ministrations are. He wants you to fuck him hard, to hold him down/tie him up, to dominate him entirely, to push and push until he's begging for whatever little thing you're willing to give him. It's only in that sort of intensity, at this moment, that he can get taken out of himself, and feel a little less trapped in his skin/his thoughts/this place. ]